Chapter 66

My stomach clenches as I watch David storm toward me.

He looks tired—exhausted, even—but there is no doubt that his presence still commands the room’s attention. People step back, cowering away from him. Even the thugs who had been trying to drag me out loosen their grip on me.

“Let go of her,” David seethes.

“She’s intruding—”

“I said let go of her,” he repeats, before smashing the butt of his still-smoking gun into the nose of the guy on my left. The man’s hands drop from me as he stumbles away, clutching his bleeding face.

Immediately, the other guys surrounding me release me and step back.

It is only then that David finally looks me in the eye. And steals my breath.

Then, another guy walks up to us.

“Y